I ate a Wendy's baked potato, small frosty and medium Coke (healthy!) for lunch and now I'm happy again. OK. Not really, but fake it 'til you make it. Right?
From the Life is Beautiful file:
The other day the girls and I were dancing to "Earth Angel" by The Penguins. (Yeah, we're hokey like that) Natalie put her hand on my tummy and said "Elle, put your hand on Mommy's tummy, so Fish can feel connected."
All together now: Awwwww!
From the Only Elle file:
Elle likes to ask what everyone's name is. "What's your name, Mommy?" "What's her (Natalie) name?" When you ask her her name she answers "Elle Beebers" (Beavers). SO ADORABLE. Even though it does sound like a weather pattern. Anyway, the other day she asked me my name and Natalie hastily answered "Her name is Nino!" to which Elle replied incredulously "Nooo, his name is not Nino (she calls everyone, even girls, a "he" or "his" - funny!), his name is Nino-Scott." Get it? She was trying to say: NINOTCHKA.
Also from the Only Elle file:
Elle often says she wants to go home. Except she only says it when we ARE home. I always answer: "I know you want to go back to your home planet, Elle, the Mother Ship should be along any time now."
Must be why she likes to look at those alien-like images of babies in utero in "A Child is Born." She must already feel a kinship to the newest alien of the bunch.
Never a dull moment, people! NEVAH.